"How the hell did he die?"

Zhang Fan and Fairy Xinglan stood in front of this unrecognizable corpse, silent.

Maybe there are too many surnames, or the Ten Thousand Demon Ancestral Court and the corpse abandon the sect's nest, and the two sides can't encircle and suppress the drunken Taoist, and their own families fight;

There are so few things left at the scene that it is difficult to draw conclusions, except for ......

Zhang Fan's heart moved, his palm spread out, and dozens of black lights flew up from the ground and fell into his palm.

"Ants?"

Those black lights were the black ants crawling around on the corpses, on the ground.

These ants were no more than ordinary appearances, and they could be seen everywhere in any forest, and when they fell into his hands, they seemed to be frightened, and they lost their vitality, and remained motionless, allowing their interested gaze to fall on them.

"Zhang Daoyou, you are ......"

As soon as the Xinglan Fairy asked a question, she immediately stopped thoughtfully.

The corpse is crawling with ants, some of which are still coming out of the seven orifices, and there are traces of gnawing on the magic weapons and coffins around them, etc., these small things are afraid that it is difficult to get rid of suspicion.

"Interesting!"

Zhang Fan smiled slightly, and between the tightness of his palms, all those ants turned into powder and fell.

These ants have remnants, extremely powerful spiritual power fluctuations, this kind of fluctuation, in this Thousand Mountains and Yunmeng Gorge where the divine consciousness is limited, it is difficult to find, but since it has been in his hands, if he can't detect it, he can only say that he is a dead man.

Sensing that there was something wrong with these ants, Zhang Fan looked around, and the things that he had neglected before were immediately in full view, and they looked extremely obvious.

"Ants!"

"More and more. ”

Zhang Fan suddenly knew what to expect, and looked at his gaze, and the Xinglan Fairy on the side also nodded in understanding.

"Is it really the nest?"

Being able to drive these ants to fight for them, and even the disciples of the Corpse Abandonment Sect above the Dan can be killed, which can't help but make Zhang Fan think of the people in the Ten Thousand Demon Ancestral Court.

"Ahh

"Zhang Daoyou, look!"

At this moment, the Xinglan Fairy, who was carefully observing the surroundings, suddenly exclaimed, and her slender white hand pointed into the distance.

Looking in the direction of her finger, Zhang Fan's expression also changed slightly.

The clouds opened and the fog dispersed, and occasionally a gust of wind rose, and in an instant the waves were turbulent, if the sea broke the waves, between the clouds and mist, a giant tree in the sky, showing its true face.

I don't know how many thousand zhang high, I don't know how many hundreds of people hug each other, but I see the top of the sky, the branches are luxuriant, and the canopy is like a canopy, covering most of the thousands of mountains and Yunmengxia!

"What a big tree!"

Although they are not many miles away, Zhang Fan and Fairy Xinglan can still feel the amazing momentum of the high and difficult to see the top, and the shadow covers most of the thousands of mountains and clouds, and they can't help but blurt out praise.

"It seems that we have reached the core of the Thousand Mountains Yunmeng Gorge. ”

"I just don't know what happened to Brother Dao who was drunk?"

Fairy Xinglan slowly withdrew her gaze and sighed faintly.

"Don't worry, you are still fine when you are drunk. ”

Zhang Fan said indifferently, and at the same time tiptoed the corpse on the ground and said: "This person has died not long ago, if the drunken Daoist friend has already been killed, they will definitely not stay in this place for long, the two sides must still be in a stalemate, and it is not far from here, I will go as soon as possible, right?"

As he spoke, a few sparks appeared out of thin air, and in an instant, they became a prairie fire, burning the corpse and the ants on all sides into ashes.

The predecessor of this ash is just a monk who is a monk, and he may be called a master in the outside world, but in this Thousand Mountains and Yunmeng Gorge, he is just an ant-like existence, that is, waving the flag and shouting, and at the same time, some unexpected small circumstances on the other side make his real people not have to be distracted.

In any case, he will not be too far away from his own Yuanying real person, after all, he is facing a Yuanying master like a drunken Daoist, once he leaves the protection of his own real person, even if he finds a drunken Daoist, what can he do?

Therefore, the stalemate battlefield must be close to the left.

"Boom!"

At this moment, a roar echoed through the canyon and reached the ears of the two of them.

Suddenly, he followed the prestige, but saw a thousand mountains and mist miles away, violently tumbling and changing all shapes, as if boiling, all kinds of spiritual light reflected, mixed with powerful forces rising into the sky, and there were even more flame storms, dyed red with large clouds and mist.

"It didn't take much effort to get it!"

"Let's go!"

Zhang Fan's eyes suddenly lit up, he snorted, and left first.

Where do you need to say that, almost at the same time as he rushed out, the Xinglan Fairy brought out a touch of starlight and followed closely.

There is no need to explain at all, in this place of Qianshan Yunmengxia, although it is impossible to distinguish the breath, but such a big move, it is not possible for Yuanying real people to do it, except for Zhang Fan and Xinglan Fairy in this place, it is most likely to be so, and they are undoubtedly drunk to death.

Since the target is clear, but the clouds and mist are just blocking it, how can they block the two Yuanying real people? These clouds and mist are not only not obstacles at this time, but even become a good cover, allowing Zhang Fan and the two of them to get very close without being discovered.

When the two of them stopped, hundreds of feet in front of them, a mountain, several people, and a few dead trees, jumped into view.

With the position of Zhang Fan and the two of them, it is easy to have a full view of the situation in the field. That mountain, in the Yunmeng Thousand Mountains, but ordinary, no more than hundreds of zhang high, clouds and mist like silk around the mountainside, to everything with a touch of hazy color, not real.

Even so, Zhang Fan's eyes were on this small mountain for the first time.

Halfway up the mountain, there was a sudden big hole, in which flames licked out all the time, as if in the middle of a volcano, a line was opened to lead the earth to the fire.

This is not the fire of the earth, and it is even different from all the flames in nature, if it is to be called, it may be called "wine fire"!

"Happy!

A familiar voice came out of the mouth of the flame, and entered the ears of Zhang Fan and Fairy Xinglan, and in an instant, the two of them showed joy on their faces and breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

- Drunk to death!

Both of them have had contact with the Drunken Daoist, so naturally they will not misunderstand his voice, besides, the tone that seems to be drunk but not drunk can only be done by the Drunken Daoist, and there is no semicolon.

In the mouth of the flame, there are many figures, but it is not everyone, but an old man, dancing with a pot, accompanied by drunken laughter, shaking flames, showing leisurely, drunk and dreaming of death.

"Uh~~"

"Hey, below, Lao Tzu's wine is going to be drunk, you can't get up. ”

There was a wine burp, and the drunken Daoist's loud voice came out of the mouth of the flames.

Under the mountain peak, three figures stood side by side, and the drunken Taoist looked like he was on fire in his eyes.

"Drunk old ghost, you will come down if you have a kind!"

Among the three, a tall, thin middle-aged man who looked the least human-like roared angrily.

This person occupies the middle of the three, and on the left is a young man in black who is holding his back and looks like a tortoiseshell. His clothes were as black as ink, and the skin on his body was iron-blue, as if there was not flesh and blood under the skin, but green tendons.

Needless to say, this black-clothed young man must be an iron-backed pangolin from the Ten Thousand Demon Ancestral Court.

On the right side of the tall and thin middle-aged man, there is an old man with a gloomy face, his body is hairless, whether it is hair, eyebrows, beard, etc., there is no one, it looks very weird, and with his honor, it can stop children from crying at night.

"No one or no ghost, there is a kind of you coming up. ”

The three people below were furious, but the drunken Daoist above was happy and said teasingly.

As soon as he heard this, the tall and thin middle-aged man's face suddenly became more and more pale, as if the words of the drunken Daoist stabbed him in the sore spot at once.

"You ~ find ~ die!"

"Row~"

The clothes behind the tall and thin middle-aged man swelled suddenly, and then cracked, and the two black wings, full of gloomy corpse gas, suddenly opened and stirred slightly, and the whole person floated unconsciously.

"The Heavenly Corpse is a real person, it turned out to be him!"

Fairy Xinglan's expression moved, and she said with a frown, obviously recognizing this person's identity.

"Fairy Xinglan, do you know this person?"

Zhang Fan hurriedly asked in a low voice, seeing that the situation in the field was tense, it was impossible for them to watch from the sidelines, since they had to make a move, it would be good to know more about the other party's details.

Fairy Xinglan naturally knew the severity, and hurriedly introduced this person in a few words.

This heavenly corpse real person, speaking of which, has fought with the Xinglan Fairy, but he turned his back to her before, and he never showed his features, so he didn't recognize it.

This person is a famous master of the Corpse Forsaken Sect, and his reputation among the 100,000 mountains is far higher than that of the Bloody Sinking True Man who had fallen to the hands of the two of them before.

This is not to say that the cultivation of the Heavenly Corpse True Man is necessarily higher than that of the Blood Shen True Man, but it is just that his activities are more frequent and more well-known.

Outsiders don't know what the specific status of the Heavenly Corpse True Person is in the Corpse Abandonment Sect, but they only know that whenever there is any dispute between the Corpse Abandonment Sect and outsiders, most of them are this person who comes forward, or negotiates, or exterminates, and all kinds of means to smooth out the incident.

This person's cultivation is also the appearance of the early stage of the Yuan Infant, but one of his characteristics is that he is widely known and feared in the 100,000 mountains.

"Those wings are the wings of the heavenly corpse. ”

Fairy Xinglan's expression showed a somewhat solemn look, and then said: "The real person of the heavenly corpse, in the early years, he sacrificed the heavenly corpse for the refining of the corpse, and he was unknown, and then he obtained the secret method, at a great price, great hard work, and hundreds of years of penance, he directly refined his own body and the heavenly corpse sacrifice into one, and cultivated it to become **, which was famous!"

"This is also the origin of the name Heavenly Corpse Real Man!"

"Refining the heavenly corpse and the physical sacrifice into one?"

Zhang Fan was finally moved, couldn't believe his ears, and subconsciously asked.

(To be continued)